This is a re-write of a story I did a few years ago. Hope you all like it.

The story is largely fabrication, however, it is based on some of my betimes life's happenings, and Sue was literal ( but not her actual name ).

Our parents owned houses next door to each other. The neighborhood was lower heart category, so almost all families were living paw to backtalk. Her Dad was a union machinist and did well enough so her mom did not accept to put to work. My Dad's goal in life was to own a home, something his parents couldn't do. My mother worked as a book keeper for a woman's article of clothing shop, and dad delivered heating oil and gasoline. Being young in the great depression, dad quit school when he was 14 to help hold up his family, and was not well educated, hence the lowly pay. However, we had a rest home, food on the table and a car that ran. Not a new one, but it got us where we wanted to go. But we had very little else.

Sue and I met when we moved in, about in the 6 th grad. Being only tyke, we treated each other like brother and sister ( in a non-sexual way ) until later. Read on…..


I was very skinny and only 5.7, 117 # at gradation from H S. I wore very stocky trash, and was very voguish ; I was viewed as a nerd. The only athletic competition I ever did was cross rural area runner in my senior yr. I was not that thoroughly, but the Phys Ed teacher promised me an"A"if I did this. My GPA was very important to me. Being that we were poor, I kept my studies up to make a scholarship potential, as that was the alone way I was going to college. And college was my slate out of being poor.

Sue. She was about 5-5, 120 #, small pectus, apprehend length grim hair with a cute nerve. Was not ugly or"hot"and would not stand out in a crowd. She was definitely a hoyden. She also dressed like one of the boys : loose fitting blue jean or warm up pants, and a baggy sweatshirt. Moreover, the neighborhood bozo treated her like"one of the guys"She was a gifted athlete, particularly in firm pitch playground ball. Her school squad took the state championship, and this got her a encyclopaedism to a body politic college in a town about 100 miles away.

She had problems with math and science. That's where I came in, helping her discipline that 2 depicted object. She was good in English people and social studies, though, and helped me thru them in H S.

When we were elder, one day she came over crying. She was harassed by one of the popular guys because of her gymnastic accomplishments. Those guys migrated to the cheerleader type of girl. You know, blonde, small and bimbos

He called her a lesbian, in front of a lot of other guys. She did not date, as she just did not find most guys to be"suitable ”. She was not a lesbian or Bi. As said, just did not find the right guy. I suspect she wanted a male counterpart of her, like soul who was acrobatic and understands competition.

So I comforted her and told her they were wrong. And I would be very glad to require her out on a date, if she would accept me. So, we made a date for dinner party and the movies that Saturday. I worked parting clip in food for thought service at the sportsman bowl so I had some outgo money.

Dad and mom went somewhere with an old friend and his married woman, and the friend was driving, so dad let me use the car. I picked her up at her house front door. She had on a gracious frock, hound, did her hair and looked very cute and feminine. I had on a courting and tie. We looked damn good.

The dinner party was near and we talked about thing not related to school. Then in the flick theater, she puts her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her. She puts her paw on my leg and rubs it, but not near my Johnson. So I do the Lapp to her and she smiles. We snuck some osculation, but nothing serious. Like buddy and sister. On the way domicile, I mentioned that my parents were not expected back until belated, so she said"let's go in and talk some more. My dad won't mind, he trusts you"

She mentioned that she was still a bit taken back about that dude's sapphic comment. I said I will mention to some guy wire that I went on a particular date with you and you are not a lesbian, and a very nice girlfriend. She jumped into my lap and started kissing me on my sass. This was definitely NOT a brother/sister osculation. Yeah, boy I was enjoying it, and my Lyndon Baines Johnson came to attention. She felt that happen and said"Did I do that ? ``

I said"yes, I really meant it when I said you look really good tonight. You should outwear dresses more often. Matter of fact, maybe if you wear more feminine clothes, like attire and skirts, it may avail delete the bad mouth that guy did on you"

Then she asked :"Have you had sex with a young lady, yet ?"( I did not date a good deal either, because being a nerd ; the `` sang-froid '' girls were occupy in the jockstrap or otherwise"poise"guys ) I said"No"

She said :"Some of the girls at school were talking about sex they had, and all I could do was listen. So, I would like you to be my first and violate my cherry, but, not tonight. We will plan this, and since neither of us has experience, see what you can find in books. You are better at research than me"( this was way before internet ).

I said"I will do so, and get some protection"

In that body politic you had to be 18 to go into an adult bookstore or to buy condoms. This was an old townspeople and mostly very religious people. Talking about sex is taboo, and it was not covered in hygienics classes in H S. A boyfriend swot, who was sometime, found an instance record of"Pleasing the woman in your life"somewhere, which discussed stimulation, post, and afterwards. ( He must have went to another townspeople ) Today just ask the internet and you shall receive.

I got rock severely just reading the Holy Writ. Sue and I planned this for Friday night, as both sets of parents had something going on away from the house. I went over there. Her bed was self-aggrandizing. She was wearing the same clothes as on our"appointment"night. whisker done, looked as good as ever. I showed her the book. We started with the foreplay part : kissing, foundling and playing each former, and playing with each others equipment. I found the clit and rubbed it, while she stroked my dick. She got very wet very fast. I thought I was going to cum way before I was supposed to, so I slowed down.

She put extra bedding down as we did not want to get origin and/or cum on her bed for her mother to find later. Then I put on a safety, and mounted her in the missionary position, as this was the first one in the exemplification. She was and on the tight face, however, already very wet, so I pushed it in until I came to her Hymen. She said"Go for it. Fast and finish"and this is what I did. She let out a shriek when it broke, and I stopped. She said : `` Stay like this for a mo and let me get used to it."

After a spell :"Keep going now"I got it all the way in and by that time she was moaning and dripping wet. Both of us were really enjoying this, I'll tell you. She stiffened up, pushed against me with more force, and squeezed my dick with her cunt muscles, and had her starting time climax. We just laid there for a few min.

After a while, she said,"Get off me. I want to calculate up a position where I am on top"

I said :"I'm plot to memorize more"

She found"cowgirl"in the book. She straddled me, grabbed my cock, positioned herself on it, and slid down on my very wet cock, balls rich. I think it went in further in this spatial relation, because I it felt bottomed out. Here's where her gymnastic ability and leg muscles made for the best girl-on-top I ever had. Hey, all you have to do is lay there and delay hard. Then, she had another orgasm and I came. Being I was 17, I stayed concentrated, and after a relief, we went at it again. Both of us had another climax. We cleaned up and I went menage, as the parents were due back soon.

The future day she came over and said her mother asked what we did last night. She told her we read a leger and meditate strong-arm stuff. We both laughed…….After all she did not lie to her female parent.

During a few of the next encounters, we tried some of the other things in the book.. We both had reservations on unwritten. It was not a pop as today, and the sentiment of putting your mouth on that orbit, was a bit repugnant. We decided one time to wash away each other up in the shower and try it. We got used to it fast and liked it. However, we always washed before ( and after ) for all the oral skirmish, as a effect of use. We did 69, and had sex outdoors a few times. However, we agreed on our favorite perspective being cowgirl. I thought she liked being in mission. Not that I am complaining ...

Neither her, or my, parents even remotely suspected our activity. Around the mansion we acted like brother and babe, or best champion. A couple of multiplication when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my family took ours somewhere. He once made a comment : `` What the nether region did you do to get her ino a attire ? '' However, our sexual skirmish were carefully well kept mystery. I escorted her to the elderly promenade. She did get attending from our supporter in the prom dress her mother sewed. She was more popular, especially with the son, as she looked a lot more than feminine. The girls were more sensory as `` one of their own ''.

Then, summer came and went. She was going to college 100 mi away, to hit the books English language to teach, and a pocket-size in teaching phys ed.

I was accepted in a local anaesthetic technical college with a learnedness, and studied electronics. Being we were not moneyed ; I lived at home and took the bus. Sue and I corresponded with mail and sometimes a telephone call option. During the breaks, her father loaned me their car to bring her home, as he worked days and her mother did not drive. We did our matter when she was home. The next summer, she stayed at schooling. She found out that she could graduate earlier and maybe go for a masters degree with the money allocated. I worked that summertime and saved up enough for a heap of a car. Looked like bullshit with rusted English because of the winter route SALT, but ran very well.

I made a few trip to chew the fat her and we kept each other fulfill. I saw that she dressed in wench and wearing apparel. Let her hair acquire a bit longer, like shoulder length. Looked like a normal college little girl. She had lots of friends. And she looked a lot cuter.

During her 3 rd class she met a guy who was a pitcher ( and captain ) on the varsity baseball team. She was the captain of the softball team, which was in contention for the subject title. She fell in honey with him and our sex seance came to a screetching stay. But we still corresponded and talked when she came home. Again like brother and sister.

After getting my degree, I went to work as an railroad engineer, at a local party. I found a girl I liked and got married. We bought a house near where I worked. We did OK money wise. married woman was a housewife, and did not need to work. We had a daughter. She married her mellow schooltime sweetheart right after commencement exercise, and they moved to another town about an 60 minutes dive away. We visited each other a lot.

Sue and her guy got married. However, he got injured and his baseball career was over. But he had a degree in Physical Education. They accepted teaching stance out of state, although his was at a different schooltime in the same town. Their son became a computer wiz. We corresponded with Christmas Day cards, letters, etc. We never told our spouses or parents about the Sex Ed Roger Sessions.

fast forward about 20 years. One day she called me and said her husband died in an automobile stroke. The other device driver was drunk, and was driving a society car. The fellowship did not need it air, so they settled out of judicature with a large amount the side by side day. I went to the funeral. She was very excite up, as they had a good thing going. I said if you need anything I can do, call me. We met a few times and talked about different matter, but no sexual tones. I was married and felicitous, and she knew this and honored it.

2 years later, my wife had some blood vas near the meat burst. She died before they got her to the hospital. Sue was at the funeral, and said to scream her if I need anything, or someone to talk to. My company paid 100 % for both our biography indemnity policies, in the amount of 2 years of MY salary, so I did not have any financial headache. After a while I tried some dates with other cleaning woman, but there was never any music, if you know what I mean..

A few month later, Sue's son got married. I was asked to be part of the head mesa, succeeding to her. We got to talking afterward, and I said :"Now that your son is married, why don't you come and stay with me for a while. If it works out, we can make it lasting"She said she will drive there tomorrow.

They future day, she arrived about noon. I made some dejeuner. After lunch we had a long talk. Then, she took my manus and lead me to the chamber. She said :"It's been way too long for both of us, let's please each other like we used to."She started taking off her dress. Who am I to argue ? I noticed her legs were still powerful, and she was in right shape, as also I was. I commented on this, and she said while she was teaching, she coached the girls softball team. Then, in a mischievous voice she said"cowgirl ?"I said"ride em cowgirl"

We did that, and some early positions. We lay in bed and talked more. Her husband did not like cowgirl and any stance where he was n't the `` team captain ''. She said although her married man had a somewhat bigger pecker, ( He was 6-4 ) sex was better with me. Being 5-7 ; I made up for it with technique. I said my wife was maybe twice a week for sex, but would not do viva, either receiving or giving. Her religious background signal was quite heavy. However, I learned to live with it being she was a with child married woman otherwise.

After 6 months, we got married. She gave her house to her son, and we made my family our dwelling house. I had a more modern home base, in the suburbia, with a syndicate and an exercise room. With the combination of her colony and my wife's living insurance, we did not have to figure out. We were retired in our 50s. We both volunteered for the public school scheme to help problem children get thru school.

She had brought a lot of boxes which got placed into my storehouse domain over the garage. I had material there which sat from the time I moved in. About a year later, we went thru them to toss unwanted and display some precious mementos, and we found the wellspring used, dog-eared sex ledger we used as stripling. We laughed, cried and went to the bedroom .